Makayla Greenhithe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New Plymouth

Love how they hustle, tho. Makes me grin wide. Gritty, raw, real—none of that fake crap. “Caché” line fits perfect: “You’re scared, aren’t you?” They ain’t scared, nah! Takes guts to strut out there. Cold nights, creepy johns—ugh, pisses me off! Some bastard stiffed my pal’s girl once. Wanted to break his face, heh. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In this article, I share from my experience what living in Greenhithe is like– especially what you may or may not like about living here. Greenhithe is such a beautiful place. If I were to use one .

First off, I grab my coffee from the local café on Greenhithe Rd. You know, the one with the weirdly named pastries? I swear, who names a muffin “The Green Monster”? Anyway, I’m standing there, waiting for my flat white, and this dude walks in. He’s got a dog that looks like it just rolled outta a punk rock concert. I’m talking mohawk and all. I’m like, “Dude, your dog’s cooler than you.” He just laughs. I’m already vibing, right?

New pest control project underway in Greenhithe